Master P, Afficial - It's a Drought lyrics
[Master P, Afficial - It's a Drought lyrics]
It's a drought, but we got dope
We got dope, we got dope
It's a drought, but we got dope
Then it's gon cost you mo'
First you mix the dope
Then you cook the dope
And if you ain't a fiend
You don't smoke the dope
This ain't a movie, and you ain't Scarface
So don't bring no hoe around you
That love white cake
C-Murder facing life, and never gave a name
And you niggas turn on each other
For a couple of them thangs
I must address this shit
Cause it's a serious fucking issue
How you gon accept a badge
'fore the police come get you
We don't fuck with y'all kind
Whodi why you snitching
This ain't baseball, so stop pitching
And making collect calls, to the police
Get your jersey retired
Whodi you don't know me
I should of stayed in school
Could of been a doctor
But I'm riding Third Ward boys
Trying to lose them helicopters
But I ain't with being broke
Got the scale in my coat
We gon get through this man
Meet me by the sto'
And I don't know, what they told you boy
I got that A1, whole baking soda boy
You could add the B12, put it in a bag
Take it to the hood, I bet it go fast
It's a drought, but we got dope
We got dope, we got dope
It's a drought, but we got dope
Then it's gon cost you mo'
I take razors to the plate, chop up the yay
Till they call the corner store
The Hard Rock Cafe so I kick in the door
Cause they heard I supply bricks
I got 10 they find more, I could hide 6
You think quick
When there's money on the line
That's when I come through
And get em every time
Fine line 'tween the vision my chain
Like it's straw and the nose of a fiend
And they sniffing that caine
You snort raw, I got Peruvian pure
My connect not dimmy, but he giving me more
How you a hustler dog
Since you with the top off
Best taking flicks
So you tripping making drop off's
The game clear, when I'm spitting these bars
It's that of a real nigga
When I sit through a charge
We got work man, tell me what you want
Yeah he supplying shit
I can get it in a month
Put the pieces in place
Then we find the yay
No shorts on the strip
All the money be straight
Don't hate if you broke, must of woke up late
Cause we be up when the sun rise
Dope don't wait
It's a drought, but we got dope
We got dope, we got dope
It's a drought, but we got dope
Then it's gon cost you mo'
Now the FED's came through
Took some niggas off the block
Rat-a tat tat, this shit won't stop
Now how many niggas, got to die in this game
'Fore we all realize
We gotta get out of this thang
And if you make it to money
Get your life straight
Find another way out, before it's too late
Ain't nothing wrong
With making it out of the hood
It's enough for in the game
Where the playas play for good
And these cats, be barking
Keep your eyes on these niggas
That you know that be talking
You heard me, fuck get against the car
We got dope, we got dope
It's a drought, but we got dope
Then it's gon cost you mo'
First you mix the dope
Then you cook the dope
And if you ain't a fiend
You don't smoke the dope
This ain't a movie, and you ain't Scarface
So don't bring no hoe around you
That love white cake
C-Murder facing life, and never gave a name
And you niggas turn on each other
For a couple of them thangs
I must address this shit
Cause it's a serious fucking issue
How you gon accept a badge
'fore the police come get you
We don't fuck with y'all kind
Whodi why you snitching
This ain't baseball, so stop pitching
And making collect calls, to the police
Get your jersey retired
Whodi you don't know me
I should of stayed in school
Could of been a doctor
But I'm riding Third Ward boys
Trying to lose them helicopters
But I ain't with being broke
Got the scale in my coat
We gon get through this man
Meet me by the sto'
And I don't know, what they told you boy
I got that A1, whole baking soda boy
You could add the B12, put it in a bag
Take it to the hood, I bet it go fast
It's a drought, but we got dope
We got dope, we got dope
It's a drought, but we got dope
Then it's gon cost you mo'
I take razors to the plate, chop up the yay
Till they call the corner store
The Hard Rock Cafe so I kick in the door
Cause they heard I supply bricks
I got 10 they find more, I could hide 6
You think quick
When there's money on the line
That's when I come through
And get em every time
Fine line 'tween the vision my chain
Like it's straw and the nose of a fiend
And they sniffing that caine
You snort raw, I got Peruvian pure
My connect not dimmy, but he giving me more
How you a hustler dog
Since you with the top off
Best taking flicks
So you tripping making drop off's
The game clear, when I'm spitting these bars
It's that of a real nigga
When I sit through a charge
We got work man, tell me what you want
Yeah he supplying shit
I can get it in a month
Put the pieces in place
Then we find the yay
No shorts on the strip
All the money be straight
Don't hate if you broke, must of woke up late
Cause we be up when the sun rise
Dope don't wait
It's a drought, but we got dope
We got dope, we got dope
It's a drought, but we got dope
Then it's gon cost you mo'
Now the FED's came through
Took some niggas off the block
Rat-a tat tat, this shit won't stop
Now how many niggas, got to die in this game
'Fore we all realize
We gotta get out of this thang
And if you make it to money
Get your life straight
Find another way out, before it's too late
Ain't nothing wrong
With making it out of the hood
It's enough for in the game
Where the playas play for good
And these cats, be barking
Keep your eyes on these niggas
That you know that be talking
You heard me, fuck get against the car